Losing Cook Dollar Barn was one of the worst experiences we have lived through. It wasn't just a store; it was an important social hub for the Pajari Girls, and our little town, too. Every day, the list of people and things we miss gets longer. And when people told us that there must be... Continue Reading →
Dancing in Graveyards
I made a Fairy Cemetery for Halloween this year. It seemed appropriate, considering what a year of loss 2013 has been. I've always liked cemeteries. We grew up close to the Cook (Owens Twp.) Cemetery. Micki, Melissa, and I would meet there on bicycle and ride around the circular drives, marveling at the children's stones... Continue Reading →
Goodbye Mr. Stinky Droolface
We said our final goodbyes to Stinky on Friday, when it became apparent that the cancer was hurting too much for the pain meds, and he started throwing up. There are so many things I want to say about this gentle giant, but for once I'm pretty much speechless. Here's to the world's biggest lapdog,... Continue Reading →
When the Change Was Made Uptown…
Last night, my daughter Harley saw Bruce Springsteen and the E-Street Band live for the first time. It broke my heart a little that the Big Man and Danny Federici weren't going to be there, and for the first time, I didn't do my usual prep for a concert. I didn't study setlists, read articles... Continue Reading →
Mr. Stinky Droolface
"Stinky's getting to be a Grampa Dog," my sister pointed out two years ago when gray started showing in his muzzle and he started limping like me on rainy days. Impossible. In my head he is still a puppy. He's 180 lbs of drooling, woofing, farting Mastiffosaurus Wrecks, so it's not his size... I guess... Continue Reading →
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